Dusty soiled ground. No Salvation found
Never the less a doubtful right is always wrong
Tired hollow sounds. From this worn out crown
Will never leave marks not even scars on their souls
Cracks may never be sealed again
Wounds may never heal again
In fields of shadows you're the flickering light
That keeps me walking towards what's right
And like the astronaut scared to fly
I sometimes wonder… is it all a lie?
Cracks may never be sealed again
Wounds may never heal again
Never be the same again
